""Locked?" Simon perked up.
"I busted it open. It's a workshop. Nothing but tools."
"So why would it be locked?" I asked.
"I'd love to say suspicious," Simon said. "But if this Banks guy had kids around, then I'm not surprised. My dad isn't exactly Mr. Handyman, but he kept a lock on his toolbox. You know parents. Paranoid."
"Yeah," Derek said. "Especially after their son flattens his finger trying to nail a drawing to the wall."
"Hey, I'm not the genius who suggested it." Simon glanced at me. "Tape wouldn't hold, and Science Guy explained that the paper was too heavy for the adhesive. So I got some nails."
Derek rolled his eyes."